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Heya. I'm really invested in what you have going here. I am an experienced player, and can post flexibly. So in case you're looking for a protector in your group...here's Colt!
Name: Colt (Coltalyion)
Race: Aasimar (version in the Dungeon Master's Guide)
Class: A Bard (Lore) of silver tongue and beguiling charm.
Appearance:
Colt is fair skinned, with a mess of lilac hair domesticated into a flaring ponytail. His eyes could be seen as beautiful, or disturbing: the borderlines of iris and pupil are married into one inky-black pool, constantly reflecting the stars of the astral plain. Most likely, you’ll catch this Aasimar sporting a long, tan-leather trenchcoat overtop a loose cotton tunic. Across his chest hangs a bandoleer of beautiful vials, containing various oddities (in some, clots of coloured magical smoke, while in others....pulsating organs of small, extraordinary creatures). The first thing one notices about Colt, though, is the air of confidence he carries with him. In fact, you can almost hear the silver tongue that flits behind his contagious smile.
Background: Folk Hero
Backstory:
Coltaylion (or Colt for short) knows in his heart that he spent too much of his time around mortal men. Indeed, he couldn’t help it... their love of life, their curious nature and, most of all, their music, were all fascinating to him.
Colt felt he fitted right in when humming the tune of everyday bustle, and came to accept the hardships that were an inevitability of it. It was a sense of belonging that the angel could not quite find striding along the undying halls of his celestial forbears. Maybe it was this, or perhaps it was the mortal music that he brought back with him, that prompted the gods to cast him from their ranks. Either way, he was... just too different from the rest.
Stripped of his immortality, Colt has come to resent all deities and renounce his heritage, instead finding his place (and joy) amongst session musicians in the back of rowdy taverns. In fact, his unusual charm (along with his extraordinary musical prowess) have earned the Aasimar a good reputation in the town he has come to settle in: Triboar.
Personality trait: For most of us, life is short. So laugh! Sing, dance, indulge in a little sin and alcohol. It won't harm you in the long run....and trust me, the gods don't care.
Bond: The people of Triboar took me in as one of their own, with no questions asked. That is a debt I will never be able to repay....but I will do everything I must to come close to my goal, before I take my last breath.
Flaw: The gods abandoned me, so what could I possibly owe them? They are cruel shepherds, and Clerics are their sheep.
What role is your character
I really dont care.
at the moment support
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
wait amgonnyeet are you in a group with me or someone else
I already said to Legion4 and MoiraUmberworld I would be with them (before I replied to you). sorry
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
ok thats fine, so is anyone still not in a group so i can group up with them i need a sniper and a protector
wait what are you playing?
cause if you are not a protecter I may leave and join your group
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Can we make a group of four with MangoBlaster which would consist of protector, sniper and two times support?
idk, maybe?
kinda wanna play a protecter tho
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Waiting for DM's decision.
who is the DM???
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
since if its a group of 4 can I play A scout its not one of the options but since the 3 roles are already filled I hope its ok
My Character Sheet
https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/MangoBlasters/characters/30212294
As far as I know, ExodusAsmoder. The one who posted this thread's first entry.
coolio
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
they haven't posted in a while though
ik
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
you got a group yet @MangoBlasters ?
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Added MangoBlasters to our PM. If DM approves, we'll go on as four.
Heya. I'm really invested in what you have going here. I am an experienced player, and can post flexibly. So in case you're looking for a protector in your group...here's Colt!
Name: Colt (Coltalyion)
Race: Aasimar (version in the Dungeon Master's Guide)
Class: A Bard (Lore) of silver tongue and beguiling charm.
Appearance:
Colt is fair skinned, with a mess of lilac hair domesticated into a flaring ponytail. His eyes could be seen as beautiful, or disturbing: the borderlines of iris and pupil are married into one inky-black pool, constantly reflecting the stars of the astral plain. Most likely, you’ll catch this Aasimar sporting a long, tan-leather trenchcoat overtop a loose cotton tunic. Across his chest hangs a bandoleer of beautiful vials, containing various oddities (in some, clots of coloured magical smoke, while in others....pulsating organs of small, extraordinary creatures). The first thing one notices about Colt, though, is the air of confidence he carries with him. In fact, you can almost hear the silver tongue that flits behind his contagious smile.
Background: Folk Hero
Backstory:
Coltaylion (or Colt for short) knows in his heart that he spent too much of his time around mortal men. Indeed, he couldn’t help it... their love of life, their curious nature and, most of all, their music, were all fascinating to him.
Colt felt he fitted right in when humming the tune of everyday bustle, and came to accept the hardships that were an inevitability of it. It was a sense of belonging that the angel could not quite find striding along the undying halls of his celestial forbears. Maybe it was this, or perhaps it was the mortal music that he brought back with him, that prompted the gods to cast him from their ranks. Either way, he was... just too different from the rest.
Stripped of his immortality, Colt has come to resent all deities and renounce his heritage, instead finding his place (and joy) amongst session musicians in the back of rowdy taverns.
In fact, his unusual charm (along with his extraordinary musical prowess) have earned the Aasimar a good reputation in the town he has come to settle in: Triboar.
Personality trait: For most of us, life is short. So laugh! Sing, dance, indulge in a little sin and alcohol. It won't harm you in the long run....and trust me, the gods don't care.
Bond: The people of Triboar took me in as one of their own, with no questions asked. That is a debt I will never be able to repay....but I will do everything I must to come close to my goal, before I take my last breath.
Flaw: The gods abandoned me, so what could I possibly owe them? They are cruel shepherds, and Clerics are their sheep.
Role: Protector.
Ability Scores: 14 7 13 15 17 15
Character Sheet: https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/badbovine/characters/30149858
Hi there! I'm a Christian musician based in Canada :)
I guess we'll all wait for any of the DMs to respond.
yee but I dont think they will let us go in a 5 player group as his first restriction was 3 but who knows.